I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock hem up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.
The truth is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution.
The only thing that can stop you is you.
I think that life is a gift and that it is important to take advantage of every moment.